My name is David, and my wife, Amy, and I were born and raised in the Indianapolis area, but didn’t meet until our junior year at Purdue University. I majored in electrical engineering and she majored in elementary education. The economy was in a recession when we married after graduation, but I found a good job with a defense contractor in Hattiesburg, Mississippi. There weren’t any jobs available for Amy at that time, and she was put on a waiting list for a teaching position.
Housing is reasonably priced in Hattiesburg, but even though my starting salary was good, we couldn’t afford to buy a home. We wanted more space than the apartments that were available since we were planning on starting a family. We ended up renting an older, small home with a nice yard on the outskirts of the suburbs, in a semirural area where a lot of blue-collar people live. It was a little bit of a culture shock moving to the deep south from Indiana, but most of our neighbors seemed friendly, even if a little crude.
We’ve been living in our rental home for four years now, and since Amy got a teaching job in our second year here, we almost have enough saved to make the down payment on a home in a nice subdivision. This story chronicles the events from when we moved to Hattiesburg at the age of twenty-two until now, four years later.
Getting to Know Our Closest Neighbors
Jackson, who everyone calls Gator, and his wife, Jody, brought us a freshly baked pecan pie when they came over to introduce themselves on the day we moved in. They appeared to be in their early-to-mid-thirties, with three children, a son in middle school, and a son and daughter in high school. That meant they must have gotten married, or at least gotten Jody pregnant, either in or right after high school.
Gator is a big, muscular, rugged-looking, good old southern boy, about six feet and one inch tall, and weighing what I guessed to be about one hundred and ninety pounds. He was dressed in overalls with a dirty t-shirt underneath. Jody is attractive and looked like she was very pretty in her younger years, and she’s about five feet and five inches tall, and weighed what I guessed to be one hundred and forty-five pounds, with melon-sized breasts. Her big ass and tits were stretching her Daisy Duke cutoffs and tight t-shirt to the limit, and she looked trashy and sexy.
They even helped us unload the little bit of stuff we had in the U-Haul, and Gator couldn’t keep his eyes off Amy. He was undressing her with his eyes, and at one point, when we were away from our wives, he grabbed his crotch as he said, “Ooo-ee, Davie boy, your Amy is mighty fine and tasty looking. Let me know if you ever need any help keeping her satisfied. Old Gator has just what she needs, right here.”
I was used to men staring at Amy, and I liked seeing that she was appreciated, but no one had ever been that direct and crude in expressing their attraction to her. I just wrote it off to his uneducated and uncouth persona, and kept it friendly, saying, “Thanks, Gator, she is a looker, but I think I’ve got it handled.”
We found out that Jody is a stay-at-home mother, and Gator is a long-haul truck driver who keeps his semi-tractor parked behind their home. His work didn’t seem to be that steady with the recession we were in, and he’d be gone for a few days and then home for a few. Both Jody and Gator were friendly and invited us over for cookouts, just as we invited them, and he seemed to be getting more smitten with Amy all the time.
Amy is petite, at five feet and three inches tall, and at the time weighed about one hundred and twenty-five pounds. She has naturally blonde hair and blue eyes, but I think it’s her 34DD breasts that got Gator excited. People say she looks a lot like the actress, Elisha Cuthbert, who you might know from the movie, ‘Old School’, or the television series, ‘24’, and she no doubt reminds him of Jody at that young age of twenty-two.
We got to know several of Gator’s friends too; Grady, Wade, and Luke, and we found out where Gator got his nickname. Gator and his friends go alligator hunting a few nights a month, and Jackson got his nickname one night when he jumped out of their boat to wrestle one of the alligators. His friends are just as rugged and crude as Gator is, and after a while, I got desensitized to them making suggestive comments to me about my wife.
Their Comments Get More Suggestive and are Arousing
For example, one night we were at Gator’s for a cookout with his friends, their wives, all their kids, and all the adults had been drinking beer. Amy was wearing tight yoga shorts perfectly displaying her thick-lipped pussy, and she was wearing a tight, midriff-baring t-shirt which showed off her swaying and jiggling breasts.
Luke and I were out by Gator’s work shed talking with him as he showed us his new outboard boat motor, when Luke put his arm around me and smiled at Gator, as he said, “No offense, David, but your wife looks good enough to eat tonight. Man, oh man, I could suck on those big hooters and fuck her sweet, thick pussy for hours.”
Then Gator chimed in, “You got that shit right, Luke, but you’ll have to get in line behind me, so I can be the first one to show her what a good fucking us good old Mississippi boys can give her.”
I know their comments should have pissed me off, and I should have called them on it. But it happened so often, and they were so open and matter of fact about it, that I kind of accepted it as just being who they are. I found it arousing sometimes too, envisioning them doing those things to Amy, and I had to wonder if similar things they were saying to her affected her the same way.
Jody was within earshot sometimes to overhear Gator making those kinds of comments to Amy and me, and one night at a party she took me aside to say, “You and Amy better start shutting down Gator and his friends when they make those comments. Your silence is like a red flag to a bull, and Gator and his friends wouldn’t hesitate to mount your pretty wife and wear her pussy out for you. And shit, she’s so hot that she turns me on too.”
I asked, “Damn, Jody, wouldn’t you have something to say about him fucking another woman like that?”
She laughed and said, “I don’t have much control over that horny fucker, and that’s how I got pregnant in my senior year, to begin with. He’s just about worn my pussy out with that big cock of his, and honestly, I wouldn’t mind having Amy to help me keep that big snake of his drained. So, don’t look to me to control him. I can tell by the way Amy reacts to his comments, sick fucking jokes, and that good old boy charm, that she might even be a little bit smitten with him.”
I said, “I’m not so sure about that, Jody. Gator seems like a good friend to me, who wouldn’t do something like that, and I trust Amy. She might flirt back a little, but I don’t think she’d ever cheat on me.”
Jody said, “Okay, David, you’ve got to go with what you think, but don’t be surprised, when one day you find out that he’s been pounding your wife. I let Gator know that Amy told me that you two are trying to start a family, and he’d like nothing better than to knock her up for you. I mean, shit, he got me pregnant on the first try with all our kids. You’ve been warned, and his friends would jump her sweet ass in a minute too.”
It was making me uncomfortable discussing that with Jody, since I was starting to believe her, and I said, “Okay, Jody, you’re starting to convince me, and I’d better talk with Amy about it, to get her perspective on the comments.”
Talking it Over with Amy
I had been reluctant to share with Amy the comments those men, and especially Gator, had been making since I didn’t want to offend her. But after Jody’s warning, I talked with her about it that night, while we were both a little inebriated from the beer we had been drinking.
After we were in bed, I told her all the comments I could remember that the men had been making and every detail of my conversation with Jody, and she said, “Those men have been making similar comments to me, just not quite as specific, and I’ve been teasing them back, thinking it was just naughty boys having a little fun. But shit, honey, that’s a whole other thing getting Jody’s take on it.”
She was quiet for a few seconds, and when I didn’t say anything, she continued, “Gator and the others weren’t as graphic with me, as they were to you, especially since they haven’t mentioned anything about having big cocks. And with Jody confirming it, at least about Gator, I have to admit that it is kind of flattering having them thinking about me that way and remembering some of the boys I was with before we met.”
I thought hearing everything I told her would make her feel cheapened and piss her off, but instead, it made her reminisce about the boys she fucked before we met. She told me about them when we started getting serious in college, so I wasn’t surprised to hear about them again. It concerned me a little that she was reacting so positively to it all.
It's always a little dangerous for a man to compare himself with other men, and although I didn’t have a frame of reference for how big Gator’s cock might be, I knew that my thin, cut, five-inch dick would likely pale in comparison to Gator’s and his friend’s cocks. I thought I more than offset any shortcomings by being totally into oral sex, and ever since we started dating and fucking, I had been eating Amy out both before and after we fucked.
I wasn’t sure what Amy was thinking at that point, and I asked, “Well, honey, what do we do now? Don’t you see that it’s risky to tease with those rednecks that way? Like Jody said, it’s probably like waving a red flag to a bull, and a bull with a big cock too.”
Amy answered, “I’m not sure that I believe what Jody said, and it’s been kind of fun teasing with them. Maybe I’ll just try to hold back a little on my teasing, and it should be okay.”
I was surprised that my wife was so unfazed by their comments and what Jody told us, and I couldn’t help being a little suspicious. But I had never had any reason not to trust her, so I let it drop.
First Signs of Infidelity
We had been living in Hattiesburg for six months at the time Amy and I had that conversation about the men and what Jody said, and she hadn’t been called to teach yet. As the next few months unfolded, with her still not working, I started to notice some subtle changes.
It was easy to tell when Gator was out of town on a haul since his tractor was missing from his yard and equally easy to tell when he was home for a few days. Amy and I were still having frequent sex, usually fucking five times a week, and I was also in the habit of eating her out at other times, usually right after coming home from work, just because I love the wetness and taste of her hairy, thick-lipped pussy so much, and she loves being eaten out.
I started to notice on those days when Gator was home, I’d come home from work and want to either fuck or eat out Amy, and sometimes she’d dissuade me, saying she was tired or feeling dirty after working in the yard. And on those occasions when I would convince her to let me eat her out anyway, her pussy was juicier than usual, and I detected the taste of semen, which I’m familiar with from eating my own.
I didn’t want to believe the worst about my wife, and at first tried to reason that it might have still been some of my semen from fucking her the night before. Then I realized that semen would be absorbed or douched away by then, and I was starting to suspect that Gator was fucking my wife.
We have a lot of useful technology at my company, and rather than challenge Amy about fucking Gator, and alienating her, I decided to bring home and install one of our stealthiest camera/recorder systems in our bedroom. I waited until Amy was out of the house shopping, and it was easy to install several devices, to get full coverage of our bedroom, and at angles to catch all the action, if there even was any.
The motion-activated devices are wireless, with long battery lives, so I didn’t have to worry about going to each of the devices every day to retrieve the video and sound. They are transmitted to and recorded on a master unit in the attic, which I wired in for power, and the recordings are then accessible on my cell phone.
Around the time I installed the camera/recorder system, I knew from talking with Jody one evening after work that Gator was going to be on the road for a few days over the coming weekend, so I would have to wait to see if he was fucking my wife. I used that time to record Amy and myself so I could adjust the devices to get the best angles and coverage, and it was arousing watching Amy and me fuck.
As luck would have it, I was scheduled to go on a three-day, two-night trip to our corporate office, in Arlington, Virginia, leaving on Monday of the next week, when I knew that Gator would be home. I hoped to record them then if I was really happening.
Watching My Wife’s Infidelity for the First Time
I was a nervous wreck on Monday, wondering if Gator would be going over to my home, but I was so busy, and then had dinner with my corporate contact that I didn’t get a chance to access the system until I got back to my hotel room, at around 9:00 PM.
The recording system is sound and motion-activated, so I didn’t have to review hours of video to find any action. I accessed the system and the recording started when I heard Amy and another man’s voice talking as they approached our bedroom. Then I saw and heard Gator ask, “Come on, Amy, are you sure that David doesn’t suspect anything? My friends and I have been riding your sweet pussy for weeks now, and from the way you said he likes to eat you out, he’d have had to have tasted something by now.”
Amy pulled off her t-shirt, and I saw her melon-sized breasts swinging and swaying in front of her, as she laughed and answered, “He would have noticed by now if he were going to, with those big loads you guys leave in me, because he’s sometimes eaten me out not too long after we’ve fucked. I’d be more worried about him noticing how you’re stretching out my married pussy.”
They continued undressing as Gator said, “Okay, then let’s get undressed and into bed. We can get started, and Jody will be over in a few minutes.”
I didn’t understand at the time what Jody would be doing there, but I watched as they undressed. I was impressed with Gator’s lean, muscular body, and even more impressed with what looked like a thick, over six-inch-long on soft, uncircumcised cock hanging between his legs along with a hairy, plum-sized set of low-hanging balls.
Amy looked so good with her big tits swaying and thick-lipped pussy covered with blonde hair, and she sat on the side of the bed as he moved in front of her. I was aroused instead of angry when she gripped his hairy, muscular ass with both hands and pulled his cock into her mouth and began sucking it like she had done it many times before.
It was obscene and arousing, all at the same time, watching who I thought was my sweet wife, sucking on the gnarly cock of that crude redneck, as his cock hardened to what looked like nine inches long, and so thick she struggled to take it into her mouth.
She sucked him for a couple of minutes until it was rock hard, and then he said, “Time to fuck, sweetie, I want all of my cum in that tight, wet pussy of yours.”
The cameras were placed perfectly to catch all the action, and I had a view between their legs as he shoved inch after inch of his big cock into my wife, until her was in her to the balls. He kissed her as he began pounding her pussy, and after only a few strokes, Amy was moaning out loud, “Yes, shit, oh fuck, Gator, fuck me with your huge cock. David can’t begin to touch the places you’re touching inside me with his dick.”
Then Gator asked, “How close are you to your fertile time, sweetie, because old Gator would love nothing more than to knock your ass up and give you my baby for you and your dumb ass husband to raise. I love the way you love my big cock, and you’ve been able to take it to my balls since the third time I fucked you five weeks ago.”
Amy was moaning and her head was thrashing as she had her first orgasm, but she had never been that vocal or aroused with me fucking her, and she called out, “Oh fuck, Gator, you just got me off again, and I’m cumming on your cock.”
That was raw, unprotected sex, and they were rutting like animals. His ass was clinching as she wrapped her legs around his ass, and I heard his big balls slapping against her ass and inner thighs. He fucked her for six minutes, which is only because it seemed like she must be keeping his cock drained on a regular basis.
Then he buried his cock to the balls in my adulterous wife’s pussy, and I saw his balls pull up and perineum pulsing, as he inseminated her. He stayed in her pussy, slowly fucking her with his still thick, but deflating cock, and I heard Jody say as she came into the picture, “Good, it looks like I’m just in time. I just love cleaning your slutty, married pussy after Gator slimes you.”
Things were getting even weirder and more arousing as Gator rolled to the side and Jody dove into clean Amy’s pussy with her mouth, just like I do after I fuck her. Jody sucked my wife’s pussy for a lot longer than it would take to just clean it, as Gator got on his knees by Amy’s head and pushed his slimy cock into her mouth for her to clean his cock.
Then I was shocked when Jody moved up and first sucked on Amy’s breasts, and then they kissed, a deep passionate, tongue-probing kiss, as Gator laid on the other side sucking Amy’s breast.
They kissed and fondled one another until Jody said, “Luke is going to stop by this afternoon to fuck me, so I don’t have to have my pussy stretched by Gator, and then you can eat me out, Amy. I don’t know how you can take his big cock so easily, but he tears me up. I warned David to watch out for Gator and his friends, but I didn’t tell him how much I liked to suck a sweet young thing like you.”
